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teeth

Posted in depression, raised by wolves by amandalinn on September 22, 2007

When I was 16 or 17, I took myself to the dentist. It was the first time I had been in 7 years. I have no idea why at age 9 or 10, my mom stopped taking me. No employment (thus insurance) changes happened then. And dad wasn’t drinking then.

I had thirteen cavities. I then took myself to the dentist on the bus every week all summer on my one day off from work. And I paid.

I continue to go about every 7 years. Right now I have a popped off cap and I’m putting off going. The part underneath is like a really short, slightly sharp tooth. It’s not so bad like that.

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